Well, it wasn’t like there was anything I could really do about it right now.
No matter how I tried to look at it, the situation was just... impossible. Unless I sohow managed to beco soone absurdly massive and increase my own size to match hers, or maybe found a way—sohow—to shrink her down instead, there was absolutely no way I could possibly have sex with her. It wasn’t a matter of desire or attraction. It was a matter of sheer, physical impossibility.
At least not at this point in ti.
And honestly, it wasn’t even sothing worth dwelling on too deeply. I knew that overthinking it would just lead down a pointless spiral. I was already pretty sure nothing was going to happen between and Layla anyway, not in that sense.
Layla may have fallen in love with . That much was obvious. Anyone with eyes could tell. But love alone didn’t automatically lead to sex. There was no heat in the air between us, no tension that crackled when we stood too close, no lingering looks or half-spoken desires. Nothing that suggested we were heading toward that kind of relationship anyti soon.
If anything, it felt distant. Complicated. Sothing better left untouched for now.
"Well, at this point," Tilde said, her tone light but sharp enough to snap out of my thoughts, "I think it’s better to just wait it out, don’t you think?"
She tilted her head slightly as she spoke, her lips curling into a knowing smile.
"I an," she continued, casually, almost teasingly, "you’ve got so many pussies available to you right now. Like mine, for example."
I didn’t even need a second to process that.
When I was presented with an invitation like that—blunt, confident, and unmistakably clear—there was absolutely no way I could refuse. Refusing her wouldn’t have been noble or thoughtful. It would’ve been incredibly dumb. There was no moral dilemma here, no complicated emotions tied to it. Just opportunity, plain and simple.
And honestly? I had no reason to turn it down.
So I didn’t.
I moved with her, joined her on the bed, and then I fucked her.
***
Two days later.
Natasha and Trisha finally returned.
They didn’t co back empty-handed either. With them was the newly developed pill—one that made the first version look almost laughably weak in comparison. The mont Trisha started explaining it, I could tell this wasn’t just an upgrade. This was sothing on a completely different level.
From what I understood, the potency alone was enough to make any sane person hesitate. This pill wasn’t even remotely comparable to the first one. It wasn’t ant for humans. In fact, it couldn’t be used on humans at all.
The power contained within it was simply too much.
Trisha explained that a human body wouldn’t be able to handle it. The pill hadn’t been diluted to a level safe for people our size. If a human consud it, the results would likely be fatal. But titans were different. Their bodies could withstand it. They needed sothing this strong.
When the pills were handed to , I examined them closely.
Honestly, if you placed one next to the original pill, you wouldn’t notice any difference. Sa size. Sa shape. Sa appearance. There was nothing about it that scread "danger" or "extre potency."
And yet, this one hadn’t been diluted at all.
It was designed specifically for beings as massive as titans.
"Are you sure this is going to work?" I asked, wanting reassurance more than anything.
The titan standing right beside was trembling slightly. Her massive body shifted as she squird, not violently, but enough that it caught my attention. Her sheer size alone made the situation uncomfortable. One wrong move, one unexpected reaction, and things could go very badly.
"Well," Trisha replied, smiling calmly, "considering that titans are structured similarly to humans, I don’t think there’s going to be a problem."
She spoke with confidence—the kind that ca from knowledge, not arrogance.
"It should be fine," she continued. "I’ve studied their entire structure. Their physiology, their reactions, and the benefits of the pill itself. I wouldn’t allow sothing potentially dangerous to be used on anyone. I’m here to save lives, not take them."
Those words carried weight.
She didn’t hesitate. Didn’t waver. And hearing that, I felt the tension in my chest loosen just a little.
She was the expert here. Far more qualified than I was to make this call. Letting her take the reins wasn’t just logical—it was necessary. And the way she spoke, the certainty in her voice, made it easy to trust her.
Even Layla, who had been visibly anxious, managed to calm herself after hearing that. I could see it in her posture, in the way her breathing steadied. She was placing her trust in Trisha completely.
And honestly, that trust felt justified.
After hearing how professional she was—how deeply she understood what she was doing—it would’ve been strange not to believe her.
"Well then," Natasha said, stepping forward, "I guess we should proceed with the procedure so they can drink it as soon as possible."
She looked at briefly before turning away.
That glance lingered just a second too long.
She was probably still thinking about what she’d seen before. Watching have sex wasn’t exactly the kind of thing you just erased from your mory. I doubted that image would leave her mind anyti soon.
With that, they began.
One by one, the titans were given the pill.
And honestly... it was awkward.
Watching n consu sothing made from my sen wasn’t exactly sothing I’d ever imagined I’d experience. Sure, it wasn’t sen in its raw form. The pill had been processed, refined, and altered. It contained my sen because it carried an imnse amount of life force—enough to wake soone from the Eternal Sleep Disease.
Still, knowing that fact didn’t make it any less strange.
There was also a quiet sense of guilt gnawing at . They didn’t know what they were taking. They didn’t know where it ca from. But we didn’t have a choice. Leaving them asleep ant letting them die.
There was no compromise here.
The pill itself was small, compact, and easy to swallow. Each titan consud it without much difficulty. After a while, all of them had taken it. Now, it was just a matter of waiting.
dicine never worked instantly. I knew that.
Even Zeruel’s mother, Juna, had taken so ti before she showed any signs of waking up. This pill, despite its potency, still needed ti to take effect.
That was just how these things worked.
Then, suddenly, soone shouted.
The sound cut through the air, sharp and urgent. We rushed over imdiately, hearts pounding, ready for the worst. For a brief mont, I thought sothing had gone horribly wrong.
But when we arrived, we saw it.
One of the titans’ fingers twitched.
Just slightly.
But unmistakably.
That titan was waking up.
After that, it happened faster. One after another, subtle movents began to appear. Shifting hands. Breaths growing deeper. Eyes fluttering beneath heavy lids.
The pill was working.
And finally—
All of them woke up.
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